Lucian's POV
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"Aurora." He breathed out with relief when he saw his sister walk in, placing his hand on his chest.
But then he paused when he saw the glint of suspicion in her eyes as she looked between him and Elian. It only took her two sniffs for her lips to curve slightly.
"Well... I guess the tens of bedrooms in this palace aren't enough for alone time." She muttered, shaking her head. "What are you doing in grandpa's old study room, Douche?"
Elian snorted beside Lucian but Aurora turned her gaze to him. "You too. I'm guessing he put you up to whatever this is but—"
"Aurora, we don't have time for this!" Lucian snapped, raising a hand and ignoring her stunned expression. "The palace is being infiltrated."
Aurora blinked before glancing out of the room door. Then she stepped in, closing the door behind her.
"What the heck do you mean infiltrated?" She asked, arching an eyebrow and folding her arms in front of her chest. "Should we tell Dad? How bad is it?"
